Monday, March 7, 2011
Pic from Google.
Each time it rain this heavy, I love love love being at home.
All cuddled up with a cup of lavender tea..
Preparing to lull me into deep sleep later.
Thank you God for showering those in need of water.. and at the same time makes me feel so warm and loved!
Sunday, March 6, 2011
... of Jasmine.
I'd love to have pots of Jasmine in my apartment (actually daydreaming of my mansion with huge garden, but.. come on.. how possible is it to get a mansion in Penang!?)
Imagine the early morning breeze, scented by the delicate petals..
Or sip a cup of Jasmine scented green tea..
Maybe take a few whiffs of Jasmine breeze, brought by the heavy rain wind?
I used to place a few petals in my car, and then driving makes me happy :)
I was at the nursery yesterday.. a pot costs about RM12.
I'm resisting a purchase as I will be off to Bangkok soon, and no one would water my plants then.
Soon, white beauty..
Wait for me :)
Thursday, March 3, 2011
I was high on Panadol (yes.. just Panadol can easily make me sleepy) last night when I got the call. My staff got into an accident and was hospitalized.
The cheeky but reliable boy. And then I heard "bones" and "dunno how long in surgery room".. and my mind was blank. What the hell? I'm the sick one... what was this about hospitals and surgery?!
I just spoke to the boy before he got off work!
I knew he wasn't doing good when his Dad called me.
Walking into the surgery ward was a horrifying experience. I haven't gone to one in decades.. (ok I'm not thaaat old.. maybe 2 decades).
As I looked for familiar face.. my heart kinda broke when I saw the boy. Bruises all over, and his face... swollen lips and bandaged. I kept thinking.. how could this happen to someone I know? He was sleeping when I reached.. and looked very fragile..
Spoke briefly to his dad before he woke up. For a few seconds he stared at me.. and I thought he probably was still drowsy. He recognized me.
He can't talk.. but he tried. And to see the usually cheeky and lively person in this state is (I'm loss for words). What could I do to help?
At this point, all I can do is offer a silent prayer that he recovers soon.
As long as everyone is safe and sound, that is all matters.
You're missed at work, boy!
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